I’m feeling alive all over again
As deep as the sky, under my skin
Like being in love, she says, for the first time
Maybe I’m wrong, I’m feeling right
Where I belong with you tonight
Like being in love to feel for the first time

On hindsight, I felt I went overboard at futsal on Tuesday. I played like a man possessed, though that could be good in a footballing sense. I didn’t intend to bring the mental/emotional baggage along. I am sorry to my teammates who had to bear with me. I hate it when I lose my brains.

Going to play again with colleagues now. First post-merger combined futsal. Whee!